Chapter 58 The Belief in Ghosts and Gods 11
Li Biao stood to the side feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Seeing how much Bai Lingbo liked the things she had given him, he felt a little unsure about the things he had.
He forced himself to say, "Thank you for saving my life, senior. Our Li family has no way to repay your kindness. We are willing to repay your great kindness by serving you like an ox or a horse."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Laoqi's expression changed slightly. Was the Li family trying to take over their position as the Zheng family's top henchman?
Li Biao didn't look at Zheng Laoqi and continued earnestly, "If it weren't for your help, my young lads and I would probably have been stuck in this pit. We didn't bring anything with us, so please take these little yellow croakers and play with them."
After saying that, he took out a bag of small yellow croakers and put it on the table. Then he took out another post. The post was exquisitely made, handwritten, and had gold foil stamping. It was quite extraordinary.
Zhang Laosan continued, "This notice is for an auction organized by our family. Do you have time to attend? See if there's anything that interests you, and we'll keep it for you."
Bai Lingbo and Zheng Laoqi looked at the post and their expressions changed slightly. They had heard before that the Zhang family was holding an auction, which was making quite a stir. Today, it seemed that the news had been confirmed.
Now, those with foresight in their line of work are all looking to leave. This line of work is ultimately not a legitimate path. Times have changed, and the days of blindly following one path to the bitter end are over.
The Zhang family is holding such a large auction to test the waters, and everyone is watching to see who will be the first to try it.
I will definitely attend this auction, but I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to obtain one!
Unexpectedly, Zhang Laosan was quite shrewd, actually using this to do someone a favor.
Luo Shu looked at the invitation on the table, her smile growing even brighter. Her porcelain-white face and red lips curved into a smile, making her charming and captivating.
She said in a somewhat languid voice, "Take it, I will go."
A simple sentence, yet it brought Zhang Biao great joy.
If this evil star will go, then those members of the Xuanmen sect will probably go as well.
They could make it even more lively, by holding it in two separate events.
Their line of work involves frequenting tombs and pits, and they generally make friends with some people from the mystical arts, just in case.
Yao Weiwei and Lin Qinghuang, for example, were hired by the shovel company and were charged a hefty price.
If we just release the news that Luo Shu will be participating, the other members of the Xuanmen sect will surely be mobilized.
Then, with a gentle wave of her hand, the three of them tactfully withdrew from the room.
After closing the door, the three of them exchanged glances, each harboring their own secrets!
Everyone had their own things to do, and they all went their separate ways and went their separate ways.
Luo Shu released the fragment of his soul that was wrapped in yin energy. He had been imprisoned for a hundred years but still retained a fragment of his soul. What could have made him persist until now?
She reached out and sensed the wisp of soul; the remaining memories flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
This person was a schoolteacher in the late Qing Dynasty. After his death, he was worried about his students, and his soul attached itself to this golden nanmu box. At that time, the golden nanmu box had not yet been engraved with these formations.
Then came the Japanese invasion of China, and his village was completely massacred. The old man watched the scene of blood flowing like a river, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
The place where he was was looted, and the wooden box in which he was hiding was naturally taken to the Japanese headquarters.
Then one day, he was suddenly chosen by a fortune teller and taken to a mountain forest. The forest was full of the corpses of anti-Japanese soldiers, with rivers of blood and severed limbs everywhere. The old man, a ghost, looked at it with extreme hatred and heartache.
His soul shed tears of blood.
The Japanese soldiers dug a large pit and threw the corpse into it. Then they built a platform next to it with stones. The fortune teller then placed a magic array on the golden nanmu box and put it on the platform.
This is a formation used to suppress evil spirits. How vicious it is to use our own people to suppress our own soldiers!
Later, due to a flash flood, the box was washed down and was obtained by the Bai family by chance. Nearly a hundred years later, the old man's soul was devoured by the formation and he was left with only a breath, but he still remembered the group of heroes whose bodies were left to rot in the wilderness.
After absorbing the memories, Luo Shu released a wisp of Yin energy to nourish the remnant soul.
There are still so many lovely people in this world. The Tao divides into Yin and Yang, and from the three comes all things, and all things are different.
Luo Shu already knows about the burial site. She will wait for the right time to let everyone know and then bring the hero home.
Now is not a good time. The country has just opened up, and society is relatively turbulent, so this matter may not receive much attention.
Just like her tomb.
They all need to wait for the right opportunity.
Luo Shu looked at the invitation again, her eyes growing even darker. Sometimes, fate is just so strange. The Zhang family should be able to make quite a few gains at this auction.
With the tomb matter settled, the case has been handed over to the archaeological team. The shovelman in charge of this pit felt that his experience was very strange. He usually avoids the police, but this time he had to hand over the artifacts. It was just so weird!
However, the people below did not dare to disobey orders, and they all did as instructed. After all, everyone knew about the big incident that happened in the tomb.
After the matter was settled, Zheng Laoqi and his group were about to return to Shenzhen. Although they hadn't gotten anything good this time, the Zheng family had made quite a splash.
He glanced at Luo Shu in the back seat through the rearview mirror and thought to himself that he must be more respectful to this ancestor in the future, as this time it was all thanks to her.
The car started, and the group left Shanxi Province and returned to their shop in Shenzhen.
Naturally, the first thing to do was to send Luo Shu back to the shop. However, many gifts for Luo Shu were also brought back this time, and since it was not convenient to store them in the shop, Zheng Laoqi simply had the other four brothers take those things upstairs.
We'll offer it to Luo Shu in batches later. The shop door was open. Zheng Xia was sitting inside drinking tea when he saw his seventh uncle return, but he was alone. Zheng Xia's expression changed slightly.
Then, Zheng Laoqi patted him on the shoulder with a calm expression, and only then did the worry in his heart subside.
When the two entered the inner room, they saw Luo Shu already sitting reclining on a mahogany chair, opposite an elderly man with white hair and beard, who was pouring tea for Luo Shu.
This man was none other than Zheng Haichuan, the patriarch of the Zheng family. Zheng Haichuan was old and no longer involved in affairs, but everyone in the Zheng family respected him greatly. He was a wise old man.
Luo Shu lay sprawled on the chair, her legs dangling over the armrests, her fair calves swaying gently in the air. On the other side, her hands rested on the armrests, supporting her neck, her delicate collarbones framing her face. Her figure was graceful and breathtakingly beautiful.
Zheng Haichuan's expression remained unchanged, with a smile on his face. If an ordinary junior acted like this in front of him, he would definitely reprimand them, but he would not be so tactless as to do so to this person.
The old man said slowly, "The Zheng family only managed to survive thanks to your presence. From now on, the entire Zheng family will obey your orders, Miss, and be willing to serve as your henchmen."
His voice wasn't loud, and he had a smile on his face, but what he said made Zheng Xia and Zheng Laoqi's hearts tighten. He had completely tied the Zheng family to Luo Shu's boat.
However, after this battle, everyone probably already considers the Zheng family and Luo Shu as one.
Luo Shu remained expressionless, her beautiful face, usually so delicate and alluring, as she turned on the TV and started watching.
She simply drank the cup of tea that the old man had poured for her. Zheng Haichuan's smile grew even more amiable as he watched her drink the water. The old man and the young girl, accompanied by the sounds of an animated cartoon, created a rather harmonious scene.
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